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00:00Aberystwyth at Christmas. Let's be clear about it then. The town in those days was no Babylon.
00:10I spent years operating out of an office on Canicle Street, and you know what that means.
00:16Take two lefts outside the door and you are on the old prom.
00:22That's where it all happened. The bars, the dives, the gambling dens, the 24-hour whelk stall, and Saucepan's ice cream kiosk.
00:34Aberystwyth at Christmas.
00:38The smell of pine drifts along the prom, mingling with the reek of bladderwrack, toffee apple, vanilla, and wet donkey fur.
00:49And in a filthy alley in Chinatown, a man in a red and white coat with a long white beard lies dead in a pool of his own gore.
01:00Santa Claus.
01:03Aberystwyth at Christmas.
01:06Compliments of the season.
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